Dear Me...

I’m back.

Not as I left, but as I needed to return.

I brought with me a heart full of knots to untie, the grief for the father who no longer waits for me at the door, the end of a love that ran out of breath, the weight of cycles that hurt me but that I was afraid to close.

Landing here felt like diving into a living past: embracing friends who know my soul, stepping on sidewalks where I once was happy, recognizing scents and sounds that remind me of who I was.

I cried.

I smiled.

Sometimes both at the same time.

But you know, something has changed.

I didn’t come to lose myself in others

I came to find myself within me.

Now I know better what I want, and above all, I know how to say “no” to what pulls me away from myself.

I’ve learned not to rush, to listen to my own rhythm, to believe that the path is built step by step.

Today I look at the other side of the river and it seems to smile back at me.

It was always there, so close…I just needed this crossing to realize that I can get there too.

With love,

Me.